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It was like cookies or popcicles or candy or people. You only liked certain kinds. With Antonio Carriedo it was the same way, only with blood. You see, Antonio Carriedo was a vampire, and he had been for a very long time, but that wasn't to say that…

It was cold that night, so very cold, and raining. A complete downpour, it seemed. People weren\'t foolish enough to wander outside in the terrible weather. Those who did huddled miserably under umbrellas or inside large jackets. Not even the whores…